Sonnet: I used to watch you from afar~

Sometimes when we write, we require a voice that is not our own.  Sometimes when we write we await upon a muse.  Many days have been spent by me claiming my muse had left me, but in truth, I think I had left my muse.  Life got in the way, time was lost, and I got distracted by everything so I could not sit down and actually compose. 

I wrote this poem before the one I wrote that was dedicated to my husband.  This poem is what spurred me to this realization.  Sometimes one just needs motivation.  The "Broken Quill" provided me that motivation.  Also it spurred another realization... my poetry seems to only be able to be written when I am down.  That is also possible because that's the only time I truly feel inspired.

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I used to watch you from afar never

Dreaming for love, yet there you were, rose in

Hand, and a moment felt like forever.

You made me melt as you caressed my skin.

I remember laying in your lap so

Relaxed by the fire, hands in my hair,

The rhythm of your lips, caress so slow...

You hummed a song and we were without care.

I close my eyes and listen, I still hear

You beside me, still feel your arms around.

I'll never forget the rose on my ear.

I'm scared, but I'll be fine. I won't break down.

I used to watch you from afar never

Dreaming for love, for my love, forever.

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Performed/read for the Kingship of the East's "Broken Quill" by Honeko Eir (my WoW main character).

Vignette: To Move On~

Every once and again, I feel inspired to write.  I think I need to stop holding back and let it come.  In the future I hope to show off other vignettes, inspired by characters I play in roleplaying.  This will be either Dasaria, Mabinogi, WoW, SWTOR, or even from my pen and paper games.  Here is the first installment of this attempt from my WoW character Mercii Nightwalker.

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I'd gotten complacent.  I started picking up the Gilnean way to speak.  Greymyst rubbed off on me and left a mark.

But I was not pleased with how he came about trying to provide for the family we were having.  Not pleased at all.  You earn what you make, you do not just take from others that have committed the hard work.  That is not the way of the world.

Or maybe I am wrong.  This world made no sense to me.  The ways of the animals made more sense.  Survival of the fittest.  For each their own.  Sister was displeased I had chosen a human... worgen mate.  I just simply felt they had more in common with me, because many of our men were still foggy from a dream.

I think if it is a daughter, and I have strong belief that she will be, she will be called Onikari.  She will not know her father.  I tire of him.  If he wishes to come claim me and stop thieving, that is his decision.  I tire of men in general.  None of which have been pleasant decisions on my part.  I was too intent on finding myself a mate, but not interested in the responsibilities that came with it.

But I have one.  To my child.  Many animals do not have males to aid them in child rearing.  I do not think I require this.

Mercii Nightwalker

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